Sunny Brighton Afternoon.

Worked in Brighton this afternoon - quite a nice day - despite the fact it cost £12.50 to get there. Hastings is full of foreign language students. Spanish, French, Italian and German. all about 14 or 15, all staggeringly beautiful, bronzed and stylish. Slim, athletic, glowing with health and well mannered.... I wonder what they make of the Hastings youth. Surly, fat, whey faced slobs with facial piercings and neck tattoos.... ah... England.

Brighton was full of well dressed young people sitting outside cafes or bars, drinking beer in the sun, tippy tapping nothing in particular on their laptops. someone did say to me later "you know, town is always packed... but none of these people ever notice the sea" - I understood exactly what she meant. I also noticed a pot of pansies outside a house had been chained to the wall. many of my ols students had their graduations today at the Brighton Dome, and jolly well done to them all.

I saw a woman wearing a strappy top - she had been tattoo'd to look as though she was wearing a lacy short sleeved blouse - very creative and well executed.. but not my cup of tea. Sae another bvloke who had removed the huge hoop type earings they wear to stretch their earlobes, he looked awful... and he was about 17.

Everybody looked really confident and determined, there were no ugly people - even the plain people were well dressed and groomed. Looked like a lot of hard work.

Had a very important and heavy meeting which required me to use my head and think very hard... at this moment I realised I couldn't, I was too tired. in fact - I'm exhausted... really run down... desperate for some time off and a bit of a distraction - even just going out for the day and doing nothing - I'm working all of next week and really need to use my head - lots of heavy thinking and writing needed... perhaps the week after.